Cultivation of immortals, the beginning of cultivating demons for ten years

Chapter 46 Humanoid Charging Pile [For collection and support! 】

Yan Ping rode the breeze, headed for the upper reaches of the Jishui River, and only took half a day to catch up with the spirit boat.

Sima Qing said without turning his head, "I'm back."

"came back."

Yan Ping glanced at the woman's plump long legs, feeling a little embarrassed. Last night in his spring dream, he carried these long legs around for most of the night.

"Your heart is beating faster, you are staring at my thigh, greedy for my body?"

"It's nothing, I flew a little faster just now, Qiuxiang, pour me a cup of tea."

Yan Ting calmed down, to be honest, he was really afraid of Sima Qingwei.

"What kind of tea do you drink? I haven't had a fight for half a month. My old lady's body is about to go moldy."

Sima Qingwei grabbed Yan Ping by the collar, turned into a light and entered the ruins of the ancient battlefield.

Beaten during the day, exhaled awe-inspiring energy at night, and practiced flying swords.

Practice makes perfect, with the experience of the previous three times, Yan Pingji's speed of refining the flying sword was greatly accelerated.

The spirit boat went upstream and passed Liuzhou Mansion, Dingzhou Mansion, Yulong Mansion, Huai'an Mansion, Daquan Mansion, Jiangbei Mansion, and Qinhuai Mansion successively.

These seven Dazhou mansions are under the jurisdiction of Ye Huai'an, the king of Huai'an among the 36 princes.

Ye Huai'an was born as a Confucian monk. He was an official to the Zuo Shilang of the Military Department of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

After 30 years of depression and frustration, Da Zhou lost his ambition, so he rose up brazenly, united a large number of Da Zhou officials who had no ambitions, and quickly raised troops to occupy the 57 mansions of Da Saturday Province, and then established himself as king.

In the name of restoring the orthodoxy of the Zhou Dynasty, Ye Huai'an's forces attracted many old officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty to join him. He is powerful and temporarily ranks first among the 36 princes.

Under his rule, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, commerce and trade flourished, and the people's happiness index was nearly three times higher than that of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Ye Huai'an was therefore known as a virtuous king.

The monsters in Jishui water flowing through its territory were also subdued by him.

Thanks to this, Yan Ping and his party did not encounter any danger.

You Jiang's speed also increased.

two months later.

The spirit boat entered the territory of Qingyang Mansion.

Yan Ping sacrificed No. 12 mutton fat jade flying sword.

After two months of unremittingly exhaling awe-inspiring energy, he has finally become a real suet jade scholar.

In addition, after two months of ravages by Sima Qingwei, Yan Ping regained his courage and once again stepped into the realm of iron bones.

"Xiaopingzi, do you want to consider coming to our Iron Mountain Sect as an enshrinement?"

To be honest, Sima Qingwei was a little jealous of Yan Ping, and for the first time wanted to win her over.

After falling, she has seen many warriors who rose again in a short period of time, but none of them could rise as quickly as Yan Ping.

Five months, just five months to re-advance to Iron Bone King Kong Realm.

Throughout the entire ancient history of Qingzhou, there are no more than a hundred such warriors.

After eating and drinking for two months, Yan Ping has grown taller again, and now he is only a head shorter than Sima Qing, and has regained eight or nine points of his figure and demeanor.

Yan Ping stood on the bow of the boat, leaning against the wind, lightly shook his feather fan and said, "Xiao Weiwei, you have already spoken, how can I refuse."

"It's just that I'm afraid I can't go to Iron Mountain Sect with you right now."

"It's not urgent, I just want your attitude." Sima Qingwei went on a trip this time, and she won't go back unless she becomes a pure-blooded king kong.

"We're going to Qingyang Fucheng soon. When we arrive in Fucheng, I'll take Tie Mulan to find the City God. Little Weiwei, take the big carp and continue swimming in the river. I'll catch up later."

"City God of Qingyang Mansion."

Sima Qing slightly pointed to the top of his head, "Are you talking about the one in the sky wearing the scarlet official robe?"

Yan Ping looked up and was shocked.

Is this still Qingyang Mansion City God Guo Ziyi?

Dressed in tattered crimson official robes, with bruises and purple spots on his body, and a broken arm, he looked as miserable as he could.

Seeing him staggering and panicking, he seemed to be being hunted down.

"Guo Chenghuang!"

Yan Ping ascended to the sky to stop Guo Ziyi.

"Yan, Mr. Yan."

Guo Ziyi was stunned for a moment, but then he was overjoyed, "Sir, please help me."

Phew~~~!

A ray of light from the distant sky swept over at an extremely fast speed, full of killing intent.

Sword repair!

Yan Ping moved in front of Guo Ziyi, and his punches soared to the sky, and the punches spread all over the ten-foot radius.

Liu Guang bumped into it head-on, as if stuck in a swamp, his speed slowed down instantly, and finally froze five feet away from Yan Ping's body, revealing his original shape.

It was a three-inch blood-colored flying sword.

A man in black with a blood-colored pig's face mask approached with a sword, and frowned as he looked at the young man in white who was standing in front of the city god.

Wufu, King Kong!
A spear, a shield.

In the world of practice, the most lethal power meets the strongest defense and not weak lethal power.

The foundation building is perfect sword cultivation, and the sword spirit around the body is round and smooth. It is obvious that one foot has stepped into the golden core state, which can be called a half-step golden core.

"My friend, I advise you not to meddle in your own business."

The blood-colored pig's face was murderous.

Yan Ping opened his fists and said, "Guo Chenghuang is my friend."

"Then you all go to die together!"

Eight beams of light appeared and killed them instantly.

The first stream of light also stagnated five feet in front of Yan Ping, still a bloody flying sword.

The second stream of light followed closely, advancing one foot along the crack created by the first stream of light, and stagnated four feet outside Yan Ping's body.

The third way, the fourth way, the fifth way...

The eighth ray of light broke through the fist, and slashed fiercely at Yan Ping's head.

Suddenly froze, two fingers appeared to clamp a bloody flying sword.

No matter how the flying sword trembled or shook, it couldn't break free.

Ultimate King Kong!

The blood-colored pig's face was shocked. His eight blood-fiend flying swords are all low-grade spiritual weapons, which are designed to break through all kinds of monster energy, devil energy, spiritual energy, awe-inspiring energy and martial arts energy.

The eight swords come out together, and the ordinary iron bone king kong will be seriously injured if he does not die.

The Iron Bone King Kong in front of him was unscathed, and even clamped the sharp Blood Fiend Flying Sword with his flesh fingers.

Only the legendary Ultimate King Kong can do it.

Without further ado, the bloody pig face directly sacrificed its natal flying sword cage.

The so-called prison cage, as the name suggests, uses sword energy as a cage to trap and kill the enemy.

A blood-black flying sword flew over Yan Ping's head.

The next moment, a blood-black prison of sword energy appeared out of thin air and enveloped Yan Ping and Guo Ziyi in it.

Sword energy, massive blood-black sword energy erupted, intending to kill the two of them.

Yan Ping was not surprised but delighted.

The smell of sword energy, the long-lost feeling.

Supernatural powers, exhaling sword energy.

The pores of Yan Ping's whole body opened, and he frantically inhaled the sword energy.

After coming out for more than half a year, the Efficiency Pill has been exhausted, but perhaps because of his relationship with the human race, Yan Ping's efficiency in breathing out the human race's sword cultivation sword energy is not low at this moment.

The first level of Qi training, the second level of Qi training, the third level of Qi training...

what happened?

Why is the sword energy consumed so quickly?

Doubtful in his heart, but he dare not remove the cage, he is invincible, but there is an ultimate iron-skeleton King Kong inside, he took advantage of the advantage to trap it, if he removes the cage at this moment, he may be the one who dies.

So what about the Ultimate King Kong, who has entered my prison of sword energy, and it will grind you to death.

Unfortunately, until the sword energy in his body dried up, he still couldn't kill one person and one god.

A ray of golden sword energy lingered at Yan Ping's fingertips, and his eyes glowed as he looked at the bloody pig's face slumped on the flying sword like a dead dog.

To him, this human sword cultivator is simply a charging station in human form!
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